I have always felt like an outsider. No one really understood me as a person or even tried too. I was abandoned by fairy tale characters that put me in a magical tree when I wasn't even minutes old and had a five year old care for me or was suppose to. The kid didn't know anything about the world so we end up in foster care. He ran and left me, that's how my life went they would take me in, do what they felt was right for me. From being cared for to being raped and everything in the middle, they all left. By being left so many times in my life caused me to feel like an outsider to have to stand on my own two feet, to only trust myself.

Then all of a sudden I have a little boy at my door saying he's my kid and leads me to my parents, my so called family.

It has been years since that happened, yet I still feel like that little foster kid with no family, well except Henry. I have no connection to my parents or my so called parents, we don't talk when we are at the loft to the point that I hide in my room. I scoff at myself for how stupid it sounds. I'm talking to myself about my shit life past and present.

I'm currently sitting in my bed after having breakfast down stairs with Snow and David but it was really awkward hence my current hide away. As I sat there thinking about my shit life I turn my attention to my left arm. I roll my sleeve up to see my latest show down with the blade in my bed side drawer. I sigh to myself I can't believe my life came to me harming myself just to feel better and it helps me forget my problems but also helps me show my emotions in line upon line caused by my loved hated blade.

I reach for the drawer that hides my blade away and opened it. Taking the blade out and look at it then back to my arm but I realised it was already to damaged from last night to do more. I pull my shorts up and look at my bare thigh. I look at my bare thigh then brought the blade down and along my skin, it bit deep into my skin, blood oozing out of the fresh cut. For a split second I felt some what at peace. That was until I heard voices on the other side of the door. I place tissues over the cut then pull my shorts back in to place then put the knife back and pull the covers up and put my lap top on my good thigh. I could feel the blood seeping through the tissues I placed over it.

Snow followed by Regina and Zelena came in to the room not even knocking on the door. "Hey hunny, they are here to talk to you about something. They refuse to tell me what it is just disrespectful I am qu..." The word died on snow's tongue when Regina sent her a raised eye brow.

"Be nice to them please they are my friends" as I said that I looked between them wondering how they would react if I told them my dark secrets. The two in front of me were best on buddies until Cora split them up when they were just kids only recently being able to find each other and rebuild their friendship. "And just because your my mom doesn't mean you need to know everything about me." You know nothing I added in my head.

Snow huffed a quick fine and stormed out the room claiming the door like a child.

"wow how do u deal with your mother, she acts like a child and thinks way to much of herself" Zelena stated.

"She always has been a brat. ' I want I get ' was her moto and if she didn't get what she wanted then everyone would know about it. She's still the same just older. I don't regret what I did because I wouldn't have Henry or friends that understand me but a piece of me wishes I had done more to show snow that things aren't black and white like she thinks but a hundred shades of grey." Regina stated as she looked at the floor as the memories from her past came to her. I could see the emotions pass her face.

"come here you two I think we need a group hug." I said as I gestured for them to join me on my double bed. Regina sat on my left very close to my new cut and Zelena on my right. We all cuddle together, no words were spoken. Well that was until they place a hand on my thigh nearest them, Regina's hand lands on my cuts and I let out a small cry in pain. I look down to see blood seeping through the material of my shorts and I know I'm not the only one seeing this.

Zelena reaches over and lifts my short to revel my newest escape method. They both gasp. But in seconds I was engulfed in a group hug. "Aww hun, we didn't know you were struggling, we would have helped you. Supported you. Loved you for you. Talk to me to us." Zelena said as a small tear ran down her face. I didn't realise until then how much my friends care for me. Just maybe they will keep me. Just maybe they can love me for me.

"I didn't know how to tell you about it. No one ever cared about me. They all left. I was never just Emma, no I was 'the freak', 'the foster kid', 'the loner 'and ' the saviour' that's only a couple. I always just wanted to be Emma, to fall in love, to have a family and most of all to feel loved." By the end of my speech I was sobbing and there wasn't a dry eye in the room. Before any of them could say anything I start to share my life story; from foster home to foster home, being beaten up, raped, how Henry came to be, being in prison and how I went from there to where we are now.

I was freaking out so I did the only thing I was good at and tried to run but I didn't get far as two sets of arms wrapped around me pulling me back. I start to struggle but they didn't give up as they whispered soothing things in my ears. "You are safe, Em" the words that were spoken by Regina struck me hard and I did feel safe for the most part. I could stay here forever and I don't think I would ever feel hurt again. I weight had been lifted from me. For once in my life I felt... Loved.

A.N. I would like to know if this is worth continuing this story. I would like to here everyone's thought or feeling on this story.